At 2 Am, My Stepfather BROKE INTO My Navy Housing. He Beat Me Until I Couldn’t Stand. My Mother Said Nothing. I Sent An SOS. What Happened Next Made Headlines
Part 1
At 2:00 a.m., the world should have been quiet.
In my apartment just off base, the air conditioner clicked on and off like a lazy metronome. My uniform hung over the back of a chair, pressed and perfect, waiting for morning. The street outside was empty, the kind of empty that makes you think you’re finally safe.
